Maria and Cathy remained silent. They had heard the comments and knew what these men planned."This is a quiet bunch," Gustin finally spoke. "We are he...e to tell you we are going to cut your herd for any of my cattle. While we are at it, I think these ladies will want to go with us. Isn't that so, girls, or would you rather we kill these cowboys right here and now?"There it was. Maria knew they would shoot Emerson and Tom if they didn't agree to go with them. She also knew Emerson would die. "Can't I have a different name? I hate Lisa." Nonsense. It's cute, and it sounds like your classmates are alreadyused to it. When you're in girl's clothes, you are Lisa."My transformation into Lisa started the next Saturday morning. Nanastarted by handing me lace-trimmed panties, a garter belt and stockings,a training bra and a full-length slip. When I had those on, she pulled aknee-length petticoat up to my waist, and then lifted a short-sleevedblack dress over my head and tugged it down over. It was amusing to imagine how she would react in this or that situation. Would I get my face slapped or would she resign herself to it and say, "Oh, go on, do it if you must"? My schoolfriends who had seen her assured me that they "definitely wouldn't say no if ever they had the chance" and I gathered that she was one of the top mothers on their "wouldn't mind" sex list.Muriel my mother had been brought up within a puritanical family environment, and as a result of all the taboos she was frigid. "* * * * *We were just coming out of the hallway when I noticed the distant rumbleof a car engine. Cori ran out of the kitchen shouting, "Daddy's here!"Aunt Joan followed her daughter out of the kitchen at a much slowerpace. "He's not supposed to be here until Friday, Cori."Cori had reached the living room window and was peeking outside frombehind a curtain. "Well, somebody's here. There's a police car in thedriveway and a couple of people just came out of it."Aunt Joan had already walked past.